Liz POV
I stood paralyzed as the ground itself seemed to shake with the wild roar of a furious beast. Had I made this guy that mad? Didn't he say he likes a fight?
I shrank back against the tree and gulped, unsure of whether or not to call on Sheba. We'd have to kill this guy. Sure, he was a jerk, but I've never killed anyone before, and I don't want to start now.
Another deafening roar sounded right over my head this time, and I realized then that neither of those roars had come from this man. He was looking over my head with narrowed eyes and claws bared.
"Come down and fight, then, coward!" He challenged, and a huge black shadow flew over my head and landed in front of me. A wolf as black as night stood between me and the man, snarling dangerously. The wolf was massive and muscular
